Can’t Win Me Back

"Lyse, you're finally awake!" Jameson held Alyssa's soft hands tightly as he caressed and kissed them longingly.

He had been so anxious that he was on the brink of tears.

"You've been sleeping for 24 hours.

You really scared me to death.

I was afraid that you were unwell! "T got a doctor to come over while you were asleep and got you injected with glucose.

You can't keep going on without food.

No matter how much you hate me, you shouldn't torture yourself.

Is it even worth it this way?" As a doctor, Alyssa knew she couldn't hold up much longer.

This bastard, Jameson, was right.

Even if she wanted to kill him, she needed to gather enough strength to do so.

"I'm craving meat," Alyssa uttered without looking at him.

After five days, Jameson finally invoked a normal response from her.

The quiver in his eyes reflected the joy within him.

"Sure...

the kitchen staff prepare something for

It'll be ready soon.

on, Lyse!" Less than an hour later, the kitchen staff

two female helpers pushed her into the bathroom

groomed her, and changed

color returned to her face when

were still sunken, and she

was deep

strode forward, leaned down, and put his arms around her waist to pick

his arms, a look of hatred

her limbs were devoid of any strength to resist

her carefully to the

table, he sat her on his lap and

didn't even care that his straightened suit

your mobility is

her tenderly and affectionately, Jameson cut the

on Rose Island knew Jameson's patience

lowered her moistened

she

light in her eyes had faded, replaced by an emptiness, a darkness

good," Jameson whispered, his fingers grazing her cheek, his eyes

look good in

course, you're also very beautiful now." Alyssa shuddered when she thought about that drug

be overly resistant against Jameson's